1. Gift. Part 1
  2. Gift. Part 2
  3. Gift. Part 3: Revenge of the Sith
  4. Gift. Part 4: Revenge of the Sith or my first patient

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Give gradually - and the price of a gift doubled.

(Omar Khayyam)

I always knew how to achieve my goal, since childhood. I had to really want to get something from someone, and I got it ... As I understood later, it was something akin to hypnosis, only the person who was affected was in consciousness. The impact itself took place at the subconscious level, shaping thoughts and passing them off as our own. The easiest contact was made with physical contact, but not complicated thoughts could be introduced at a short distance, up to half a meter. And if the first contact took from 30 seconds to two minutes, then all subsequent ones were installed instantly, no matter how much time passed from the first contact. Facilitated the beginning of contact, if the person was asleep, or was drunk.

The impact itself was as if from the inner self, and the person did not understand that he was acting on someone else’s will. Later, I learned to make people forget what happened, replacing the truth with some believable fiction. The first time, when I was conscious, I began to try the impact, I had to say out loud the word that gave the association with the necessary action, for a quick and complete adjustment with the donor. Then I learned to introduce thoughts directly, without words.

I started with my parents. There the contact was so deep that I didn’t even have to adjust to it. Perhaps it was installed in distant childhood. Then he switched to his peers, forcing them to do ridiculous and absurd actions. Having received management experience, began to try with others. Not everything worked right away. I grew up and studied, achieving mastery in "communication".

Up to a certain age, I was only interested in receiving any kind of benefits, then in the period of growing up, I also became interested in the sexual component of life, but to be honest, it didn’t touch further than to see and supposedly by chance. All this was not as easy as it seems. Experience came with age, but in addition to experience, knowledge and strength were necessary.

My first sexual contact, I remembered forever. And I was preparing for it, not one month. It was terrifying, but what if it didn’t work out, something would go wrong, and you never know what kind of cockroaches in a virgin’s head ...

She was our neighbor on the landing, and she was about 30 years old, her name was Iraida. In fact, I was familiar with her for 10 years. And I made my first contact at the same time. At meetings, I constantly introduced the idea of ​​what a good young man, this Egor. And how lucky the neighbors were with their son. Then he moved to the introduction of the desire to have sex with me. So, at the level of flashed thoughts. (Then I could do it right away, but I was afraid to use it, I wouldn’t overdo it). It came before she later told me that she began to masturbate, presenting sex with me! And when she met, her panties got wet, so she was excited. Perhaps she would have dragged me into bed long ago, but I slowed down the process, waiting for an opportunity! How stupid I was ...

And when, in my opinion, the time came, she almost raped me, so great was her desire. For me it was a great shock. I didn't quite get what I wanted. It was sex, some kind of wild, primal lust. Somehow, by correcting her behavior: repentance, shame, her pleas not to speak to her parents, and after a week allegedly blackmail, if we do not repeat, then ...

And the second time everything turned out! That was the day my parents were at work. Iraida had a day off. She took it on purpose. I was released that day at about one o'clock in the afternoon, and when I came home, I threw things and went to her. She met me at the door, ready for anything, dressed in the most elegant lingerie that she had and some short translucent robe with a belt. I developed a whole script, and by the way, he immediately went to pieces!

She just pulled me over the threshold and slammed the door. And while I came to myself, I began to kiss me. Her tongue began to create something unimaginable in my mouth. (Porn stories) For the first time I liked how she kisses. And I gladly devoted myself to this business, the more I had to learn a lot and learn. While her lips and tongue were making incredible tricks, my hands spread out the soft and weightless robe fabric and crushed her breasts, slightly covered with a lace bra. Then they lowered the straps, penetrated inside and, grasping her nipples, began to squeeze them, twisting to the sides. She groaned and leaned forward, almost lying on me, so I leaned against the closed door. With her crotch, covered with a small triangle of tissue, she began to rub against my groin, in which the risen member was already prominently protruding.

One hand slid down her stomach, and, unbuttoning her jeans, penetrated her underpants. Her fingers grasped the trunk of the penis, and, moving the skin, down exposed the head. And then she looked up from my lips, she got down on her knees, quickly pulled off my pants with my underwear, and kissed him. Then she began to lick her nimble tongue. At the same time, she rubbed her vulva with her second hand. I at this time as I could, caressed her breasts, and stroked her hair. Finished with a head, she took it in her mouth and began to suck. Smack, moans, squelch filled the corridor. Looks like she was ready to lie under me right here in the hallway to the floor!

But, of course, it would be a bust. And I, pulling her shoulders, lifted her, and once again kissed her lips, led her into the room. In fact, I was pushing her, because she did not want to go. Her thoughts were only about one thing, in the eyes were read lust and desire, and now any place was suitable for her! Having pushed her onto the sofa, I sat down next to me and began to slowly untie the belt. Then pulled off her robe, bra and just tore off her shred, called panties, wet through.

She lay with her legs apart, one hand gripping my organ, and the other, clutching her chest. I got up, freed from clothes, and sat on my knees between her thighs. With difficulty, shaking hands with excitement, he pulled a condom ... And he began to drive his erect penis in her wet vulva. Unable to restrain herself, she tried to move towards me in order to quickly feel my phallus in the vagina. But I held her, enjoying her desire, impatience and lust! Already almost crying, mumbled indistinctly: “Well, enter me! Take it Yes, fuck, in the end! ”, She almost screamed at the end!

But I waited, it was my show, and I was its director! Let's just say: “Technically, I was prepared for a coitus. I read books, studied pictures, even once she fucked me ... But it was all so far away from the original, and wanted to enjoy the sight of the flowing juice of the vulva, remember and touch the soft and at the same time flexible genitalia, poured with blood, and opened for intercourse. It was exciting to look at the reaction of her body when my cock touched her labia. The game of the abdominal muscles, literally duplicating my touch, fiddling the buttocks on the sofa, and nerve movements of the hips ... There is nothing special, just a young man studying the subject of desire, no more. And youth is cruel! ”

And then the smell reached me. He tickled his nostrils, excited, some tartly hot ... And then I realized: "Here it is, this smell of a real woman, who has nothing in common with the exquisite smell of perfumes and other cosmetics, suitable only to lure a man, but no more. And this smell stirs the blood, makes the tip of the head, just shake with excitement, and the body languishes with desire. It makes all the energy of the body gather in the lower abdomen, a tight, hot lump, to "strike the main blow"! And that nectar which plentifully oozed from a threshold of a vagina published it.

And I could not resist, I wanted to feel this magical moisture on my lips and tongue, taste its taste, collect all of its tongue and drink ... Leaning down, I fell to the vagina with my lips, kissing such a lovely flower open to me!

It may well be that for a brief moment, I myself have turned from a donor to a recipient, and perceived Iraida’s desire for kunni. This has happened before, and if ...

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